Chapter 72 The Art of the Sword
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Old Chen is coming
Shengzi Canggu stood on the edge of a deserted island, staring at Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu while recovering his strength.
In the distance, the defeated Qing Chen and others and Li Wuji were all staring.
Qingchen felt a little unbelievable.
In the sea, after Chen Zong was separated from him, Qingchen was very worried. After returning to Qing's house in Qingzhou, Qingchen ordered people to search for Chen Zong, but they couldn't find him.
Because Chen Zong entered Taiyuan Tianzong and became a disciple of Cangyu Mountain.
On weekdays, Chen Zong is quite low-key, even in Taiyuan Continent, there are very few people who know Chen Zong, let alone Qingzhou, which is far away from Taiyuan Continent.
However, the Qing family is one of the five emperors' families after all, and one of the fifteen top-level powers in the Canglan Continent. After some hard work, they still found news, and let Qingchen know the whereabouts of Chen Zong.
Knowing that Chen Zong became a disciple of Cangyu Mountain of Taiyuan Tianzong, and was also accepted as a disciple by the master of Cangyu Mountain, Qingchen was completely relieved, but he was a little regretful, after all, he planned to invite Chen Zong to join the Qing family in the first place.
With Chen Zong's talent and being trained by the Qing family, he may not be much inferior to himself in the future, which is enough to become a great help to the Qing family.
what a pity.
But since Chen Zong has become a disciple of Taiyuan Tianzong, and was accepted as a disciple by Cangyu Mountain Lord, it can be regarded as a good place to go. As a friend, it is a pity, but also happy for him.
It's just that Qingchen couldn't have expected that Chen Zong would be able to bear the luck of Taiyuan Tianzong.
Although Qingchen and Chen Zong had talked about the path of the invincible master before, at that time Qingchen's understanding of the path of invincibility was not detailed enough, and the second was to give Chen Zong an encouragement.
Incredible!
Really incredible.
"Elder Song and I are both wrong." Thinking of this, Qingchen couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly.
More than just a false eye, being able to carry the luck of the Taiyuan Tianzong came here, which shows that Chen Zong is invincible among the Taiyuan Tianzong peers, and the Taiyuan Tianzong is so powerful, it will only be stronger than the Qing family, not weak.
What does this mean?
It shows that Chen Zong is not inferior to himself at all.
When the thoughts turned, Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu became faster and faster.
Swish!
Under the sharp sound of breaking wind, the two figures turned into two beams of light, quickly approaching each other, and crossed after a breath.
Then, there was the sound of clanging and contending, which was the sound of swords clashing.
There was no pause, one after another of sharp sounds continued to sound, reaching the ears, I saw two streamers of light crossing and colliding again and again on the lake surface, the lake surface was cut again and again, leaving many white and straight marks.
Every time the two swords collide, the sound that bursts out spreads out countless ripples, and the air is like water.
After dozens of blows in a row, it is difficult to distinguish Xuan Jin.
The two streams of light suddenly approached each other again, and the figures of Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu seemed to walk out of the stream of light, and the two swords brought an incomparably gorgeous brilliance, wrapped their whole bodies, and collided again.
All are high-speed swords.
Fight fast!
When they met their opponents, the two were even more excited, and they didn't directly exert their full strength, but tested each other.
The white-gold sword light and the crimson sword light swayed in all directions, cutting the surrounding lake surface again and again, with sword marks stretching for tens of meters.
Just like Chen Zong, Yi Qianqiu has also grasped the five small true meanings of the true meaning of the sword. In terms of use, it is not inferior to Chen Zong, but there are also differences from Chen Zong.
It can be said that while the two are testing each other, they are also constantly absorbing the advantages of each other's swordsmanship and further improving themselves.
Carrying the luck of the sect, he is always affected by the luck of the sect, and his comprehension is even better than usual. On weekdays, it may take a period of retreat to be able to understand clearly. At this time, it is only a short time or even a moment of thought. Can.
When they collided again, the tyrannical sword light turned into a shock wave and swept across all directions. Chen Zong and Yi Qianqiu had a tacit understanding to use this counter-shock force to retreat.
"Next,
Please appreciate a set of sword techniques I created myself. "Yi Qianqiu had a smile on his face, and his eyes were serious.
The platinum long sword was held flat in front of his chest, and lightly stroked by the palm of his hand, the light flowed like water, reaching the tip of the sword, hesitating and swaying, followed by a sword cry.
"Golden wind meets!"
With a poetic whisper, Yi Qianqiu slashed out with a sword, and the platinum long sword seemed to disappear in the air, only a piece of platinum wind blowing towards Chen Zong.
This piece of sword wind fluctuated with the true meaning of the sword's edge and the true meaning of the wind, and the combination of the two fluctuations formed this astonishing move.
This move is a middle-grade pseudo-spiritual martial arts. What blows is not an ordinary wind, but a wind composed of terrifying sword energy. This kind of wind can scrape flesh and eat bones.
Chen Zong slashed out with a sword, and the blazing flame burned.
Burning Yang Second Style!
Come and not reciprocate indecently.
After Chen Zong blocked the meeting of the golden wind with the second style of burning Yang, he made another sword strike, and this sword was even more blazing.
Burning Yang Three Styles!
With a bang, an incomparably blazing flame and sword light shot out through the air, evaporating a large cloud of white mist from the surface of the lake.
Amidst the curling white mist, Yi Qianqiu did not dodge or dodge, the platinum long sword trembled, dazzling light flew up, and another piece of platinum wind swept over.
The whole area before this is different, in this platinum wind, there are countless cyclones, spinning at a high speed, each finger-thick cyclone has an astonishing strangling power.
In this sword, there are three small true powers.
Immediately, Yi Qianqiu cast another sword, it was still a piece of platinum wind, but there were not only countless cyclones in the wind, but also contained more fine wind blades in the cyclone.
This sword contains four small true meanings.
Burning Yang Four Forms!
With a single sword strike, as if bombarded by a huge fireball, more white mist evaporated again, but the white mist was blown by the platinum-golden wind, shattered and disappeared without a trace.
Whether it is Chen Zong's Burning Sun Sword or Yi Qianqiu's Golden Wind Sword, in the eyes of many people, they are all very remarkable. Each sword is very powerful, enough to be passed down as the secret of many small forces.
But for the two of them, it was just a kind of temptation and communication with each other.
Both are sword practitioners, and their swordsmanship is so superb. The two of them are delighted to see Liexin, so naturally they won't be able to decide the winner so easily. At least, they have to fight to the fullest.
This is not only a confrontation of strength, but also a confrontation of swordsmanship.
Yi Qianqiu continued to display some scattered swordsmanship, all of which were created by himself, and some were cultivated for the sake of self-improvement. Most of them were low-grade fake spirit martial arts. Lingwu, unlike Yi Qianqiu, most of Chen Zong's pseudo-lingwu are self-created.
Two people with two swords, confrontation again and again, indistinguishable.
The people who watched the battle were also fascinated by it. Perhaps, it was not as fierce as the battle between Canggu Shengzi and Li Wuji and others, but it had a different taste, which was the sword and swordsmanship.
Or gorgeous or simple swords, changing and mysterious sword moves, people have a thrilling feeling.
"Happy, really happy." Changing from his previous indifference, Yi Qianqiu acted like a madman, with a flamboyant posture: "Next, please taste my Platinum Proud Sword Art."
"Platinum sword stab!"
A sword pierced through the air, and the white golden sword light was about the thickness of the sword body, piercing the sky, and piercing Chen Zong fiercely with astonishing sharpness.
Wherever the sword passed, there was only a white-gold sword mark running across the sky.
Chen Zong has seen this sword before, but seeing it is different from facing it in person, there is a feeling of being penetrated.
The more so, the more excited Chen Zong was.
Cang strike!
The off-white sword light pierced through the sky with traces of crimson, stabbing away.
The two swords did not collide, but crossed, but fell through at the same time.
Platinum empty!
Platinum shines!
Two swords in a row, the white-gold sword light tore through everything, shattered the sky, and released an astonishing light, making it impossible to look directly at.
Relatively speaking, Chen Zong's counterattack was relatively monotonous, and it was still Cang Strike.
But the small true meaning contained in this cang attack is completely different, which makes the cang attack different.
Cang Jian is the secret of Cangyu Mountain, and Baijin Aojian Jue is the secret of Aojian Tianzong. So far, the two have really shown their strength.
Platinum Thousand Silk Sword!
Streaks of white-golden sword light came from all directions, trying to wrap Chen Zong around.
Cang Wu!
The gray-white mist composed of sword energy permeates the air, blocking the cutting of the silk-like sword energy, and with one strike, the silk-like sword energy in front is broken and shot out.
Cang Yu's Sharpness!
The jade-white sword light came with an astonishingly sharp assassination.
Yi Qianqiu's face was solemn, but before the sword arrived, he felt like being pierced, and every part of his body felt pain.
"Platinum three lore!"
The sword swung out, but it vibrated three times in a row, and three white-gold sword lights appeared.
"Platinum Sky Decisive Slash!"
While the body was leaping up, the strongest sword also fell down.
The sword is extremely sharp, and it is a murder weapon. The duel between sword practitioners is often more thrilling. It may not seem so intense, but it is thrilling.
The murderous intention is hidden, and if you are a little careless, one will be defeated and the other will die.
The confrontation of skills and the duel of moves are also a competition of strength.
In the previous battles, they didn't use much strength, it was just a relatively simple duel of swordsmanship, but now, they are using all their strength to decide the outcome.
Among the two, only one can win, and in a life-and-death confrontation, only one can survive.
Looking up, there is only a huge platinum sword light in the eyes, as if tearing the sky and shattering the earth.
"Platinum Three Lore Tianjue Sword Slash!"
After one sword strike, Yi Qianqiu unleashed all his strength and struck out three swords in a row again. Three huge white-golden sword lights tore apart the sky and killed everything.
At this time, Yi Qianqiu was stronger than when he was fighting Chi Xiao.
This is the benefit of carrying luck, the longer the time, the more benefits.
"Five swords come out!"
"Bird of Cangyu!"
In an instant, Chen Zong also erupted, and the five swords were unsheathed one after another, each splitting out a style of beryl.
The five strokes of beryl form a bird with an extremely simple shape, tearing apart the sky, and going straight up against the current.
The first sword light shattered under the Cangyu Bird without any pause. The Cangyu Bird rushed to Yi Qianqiu who was in mid-air, and collided with the three huge sword lights that fell down again.
The extremely intense light made it difficult for people to open their eyes, only to feel the pain from invisible needles piercing their eyes continuously.
The sword light was like a round of bright sun exploding, nothing could be seen, and the outcome was even more curious.
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